withered prosperity

"I'm not mistaken..." Yan Hai stood on the tall ginkgo tree with Yun Ji's arms around his waist, looking at Tianzhen Temple from a distance. "This is for suppressing evil spirits..."

"When I came last time, I thought this temple was very strangely built." Yan Hai pointed it out to him, "Look around from that tower."

According to his guidance, Yun Ji saw a strange pattern with regularity.

"I once read an ancient book called "Green Scale Spectrum", which depicts many strange formations. This is one of them." He has a photographic memory, but there is a difference between painting on paper and real scenes It's too big, I didn't recognize it immediately last time. "It is said in the book that this formation can be used to guard the evil souls born in response to the evil spirits in the world."

"Blood evil? Evil soul?"

"There are many such strange books on the island. I have read them in my spare time. Most of them are nonsense. But I did not expect that someone would build such a temple according to that picture." Yan Hai also felt that Very surprised: "I always thought that Qianlian Island was far away from the world, but I didn't expect that there are traces everywhere in this world."

"If this temple was built to suppress something, then there must be a hidden place underneath." Yun Ji told him, "I asked Fu Bo to send people to watch Mu Huaijin, and he has been in frequent visits recently. In Tianzhen Temple, I often copy Buddhist scriptures all night to pray for my mother, and the location is in the tower you just pointed out to me."

The two looked at each other.

"Hold on tight." Yun Ji hugged him and jumped up high, heading towards the tall tower in the center of Tianzhen Temple.

Yan Hai leaned on Yunji's shoulder, watching his long black hair flying freely, couldn't help stretching out his hand, letting the silky hair under the moonlight entwine around his fingertips, and then blown away by the night wind...

"Yun Ji..."

"how?"

"It's nothing, I just want to tell you..." He closed his eyes and leaned against Yun Ji's face, his voice was intermittent in the wind: "I'm so happy, you followed me to Shangjing... This is really... great ..."

Yun Ji didn't respond, but just held him tighter.

During the day, the majestic Buddhist temple seems to be a giant beast with towering edges and corners, lurking in the darkness.

There is a faint light projected from the top of the pagoda, and everything looks normal.

Yan Hai looked at the tower door locked by a huge copper lock, and the guards outside the door who kept patrolling, and asked Yun Ji how to get in with his eyes.

Yun Ji smiled at him, and carried him up a tall pine tree beside him.

At the moment when the two groups of patrolling guards staggered past, Yun Ji jumped into the corridor on the second floor of the tower like a fallen leaf.

No one noticed, even Yan Hai was surprised.

You know, the pine tree is at least fifty feet away from the tower, such a long distance, Yun Ji took him over so easily.

Seeing his wide eyes, Yun Ji couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed the corner of his lips gently.

Yan Hai felt his face was hot, and he didn't understand why he would suddenly blush like a child at this age.

He pushed away Yun Ji who was about to kiss him, and shook his head firmly.

They walked around the corridor outside the tower and found that all the doors and windows were sealed and there was no way to get in.

Yun Ji looked outside and saw light shining from above, so he climbed up the pillar with his back on his back.

In this way, they reached the ninth floor, the highest floor, before they found an open window.

After Yun Ji confirmed that there was no one inside, he took him and jumped in through the window.

Yan Hai was a little dizzy when he led him to climb and run, so he leaned on him to calm down before looking at the situation around him.

They are on a circular platform.

The center of the entire tower is connected, and there is a huge statue of Bodhisattva in the middle, with black and blue body, three-eyed fangs, white bones, a skeleton on top of the head, and a golden magic weapon in his hand, standing on the flame lotus. Looking from under the hanging lamp, his face is very ferocious.

"Yasha secret master." Yun Ji whispered in his ear. "In Buddhism, this bodhisattva can subdue all demons and has unlimited magic power."

Yan Hai nodded, and looked around again.

There was a desk in front of them, on which were half-copied scriptures, and the bookshelves next to them were filled with various books and albums, and even bamboo slips.

On the wall next to the bookshelf, there is a painting.

The moment Yan Hai saw the painting clearly, his expression became extremely ugly.

"What's wrong?" Yun Ji supported his shoulders and looked towards the wall.

The woman in the painting is about sixteen or seventeen years old. She is beautiful and refined. She is sitting among thousands of flowers with a smile on her face, and is lovingly looking at a blue butterfly on her fingertip.

"I've seen this painting before, it was hung in the palace lord's dark room." Yan Hai's face turned blue: "I always thought this was the original appearance of the palace lord."

"Original?" Yun Ji didn't quite understand.

This is because the Palace Mistress always wears a mask when she is in front of people, and almost no one on Qianlian Island has seen her true face.

Except Yan Hai!

To be more precise, Yan Hai only saw her once, and that was after her head was beheaded, he took off her mask and took a look.

"After I killed her, I took off her mask and looked at the face inside..." Yan Hai paused: "I don't know if it's because of some disease or other reasons, the skin on her face It's basically fallen off, and you can't see what it looks like at all."

But she herself is the previous "Yue Qingbi", so she should be very beautiful, so after entering the dark room and seeing this painting, Yan Hai took it as a portrait of her when she was young.

"There are words written on it." Yun Ji was not as shocked as he was, looked more carefully, and found the line of small characters written in the corner of the portrait.

"Cultivate into hibiscus noodles, I hope you will be sympathetic to me." Yan Hai read out softly. "What's the meaning?"

Yun Ji was about to speak, when he suddenly looked around, hugged him and hid behind the crown of white bones on the head of the Buddha statue.

The two of them had just hid, when there was a faint conversation from the lower floor.

"How many times have I told you, don't run around." Only a man's voice was heard saying: "Your mother will worry about you, what if you make her fall ill again?"

"Okay, don't talk about it, I understand." Another crisp voice replied: "But I have nothing to do every day, and no one plays with me, it's boring!"

The two of them glanced at each other, and they both recognized the voice of the girl who called herself "A Ying".

"Whatever delicious and fun you want, I can get someone to bring it to you." The man said dotingly, "It's not peaceful outside now, I'm afraid you will suffer."

"Oh!" Ah Ying reluctantly agreed.

While speaking, the two had already walked up to the ninth floor.

Ah Ying wore a bright yellow shirt, which looked very childish and cute. It was impossible to imagine her cruel and strange methods before.

"Don't just talk to me, just turn around and get into trouble." The man who was talking to her was a man in his forties, with a fair face and beardless, handsome appearance.

"Understood." Ah Ying looked helpless, and slapped the railing beside her with the whip in her hand.

"In a few days, I'll have someone send you back to Xiangzhou, where you won't have to stay in the house all the time."

"What?" Ah Ying, who was bored at first, jumped up, with displeasure written all over her face: "I don't want to go!"

"Why? Didn't you keep arguing about going to Xiangzhou before?" The man frowned: "The last time you ran to the Princess's Mansion alone and made such a big mistake, do you know that I cleaned up the mess for you? , How much effort did you spend?"

"Father!" Ah Ying yelled coquettishly: "Okay, don't keep talking, it's boring!"

"What's boring?" The man sighed: "Who is Yun Ji? You dare to provoke him by relying on the ability of this three-legged cat. You really ate the heart of a bear."

"Hee hee!" Ah Ying laughed: "How can it be so scary!"

On the other side, Yun Ji grabbed Yan Hai's hand and wrote the words "Mu Huaijin".

Yan Hai painted a gourd in the same way, pulled his hand over, and wrote two words in the palm of his hand.